Clidus

His sideburns curl like the weeds attached to an unattained fence, but barren is the desert on his face. A supernova occurs as his fro grows further out into space. He wears his Boston Celtics jersey everyday with his orange head band to encompass his brown supernova. He lacks yet two inches from being six feet tall. Feeling a bit underachieved in his height as to his friends, he constantly alerts people he is not as vertically challenged as they are. He burns gasoline in a Chevy K5 Blazer painted Mountain Dew green. He always has his emergency Dew in his back pocket at all times. He idolizes the Pixies and knows U-Mass to be the greatest song ever. His friends consistently make fun of how white he is, even though they are all white too. His best friend is Shneekers.

Loosin my Mind.

Kyle and Karl are driving in the carpool lane. Its pouring out side, the temperature is in the low sixties.
Camera angle is whatever the director thinks is an excellent idea.

Karl: It wasn't what it looked liked.
Kyle: The weather is fine.
Karl: You need to let me explain.
Kyle: Well, I already know.
Karl: You do?
Kyle: Yes, the clouds they get all puffed up.....their built to spill.
Karl: You can't go on pushing this out of your mind.
Kyle: Did you watch the Raiders game last night.
Karl: No, and you know where I was.
Kyle: I did, I do?
Karl: What I've done is wrong, and I need to make amends to you.
Kyle: Just let it go and don't ever bring it up again.
Karl: Kyle I want to make it up to you.
Kyle: I've never been sorry, I've just been caught.
Karl: What are you saying?
Kyle: Whats to say your any different?
Karl: No, I'm......
Kyle: What? What? What? I've known about this for years.
Karl: I don't know what to say.
Kyle: Then don't say anything at all.
(Hours pass.)
Kyle:I smell bacon.
Police Office: Hey you cannot drive in carpool without a passenger.

Camera pans out as Kyle starts to yell so loud the whole earth hears it.
I really like the Vanilla Skies idea so kind of steal it, but don't make it obvious.

Biting his lip, he got up again. Clint had been fighting Karl for months. Laws that had been set by society meant nothing. Clint found Moses's an eye for an eye law pleasing. But when it came to revenge he wanted it to be delivered and not just served. What had Karl done to provoke so much anger upon himself? It was simple, Clint's brother Seith was the leader of a band of anarchists known as the Eyes. The Seith Lord had told Clint he didn't like this Karl. Karl was one of the founding brethren of the Eyes.

Karl was sent away at the beginning of the Eyes, on a mission to find means of funding the brethren. While traveling to his appointed sector the pilot had fallen asleep, space travel has always been rather boring. With cruise control left on they stumbled into a atomless hole. Squeezing the ship through the hole into the future. Immediately they were overtaken by the Tablords. Without any thought the Tablords ejected every member of the Eyes into space in luxurious styrofoam coffins. Except Karl, he told the Tablords he knew something they wished they knew they knew. Knowing something they already knew had never once been used in as a bribe in space. He demanded a Stryker and a .42 caliber Wrangler pistol. He left the Tablords a locked time box that could not be opened for 89 days. He road into the moon set out of sight.

Karl had been 87 days free of Tablord control when he found the location of the Eyes. Never once did he self proclaim himself as a leader. In two days the Tablords would deem Karl untrustable and come after him. Fortunately The Eyes were in J.I.B.B.S territory and what J.I.B.B.S stands for no one knows. Jibby: noun, Jibbies: plural, and that is what they are called. Jibbies were hated by Tablords because they drank the Coka cola. Jibbies despised the Pepsi cola. If bystanders of this Holy War of soda ever voiced their opinion to these great armies. They would find themselves in the obituaries without a reason of death. Leading their neighbors to believe they had committed suicide. Karl riding his Stryker into the Eyes's ghettos had some big ideas.